better now ➳ post malone

ch. 15

every little thing she does is magic //
sleeping at last

I sat in Randy's leather vanity chair as my hair was getting done, reading Eleanor and Park. I can't remember the last time I visited them but I felt like it was mandatory that they were guests on my wedding day.

I smiled to myself as my eyes ran across every word I knew almost by heart. This book has taken me places I never knew I could go. I was so deep into the book that I didn't even notice Randy and August walk in.

"Go give it to Li Li!" Randy said to August as she strutted over to me and handed me a note. I put my book down and smiled, taking it from her.

"Thank you, Miss August," I smiled at her. She smiled back at me and walked away. I opened the note and read its contents:

"The first time he'd held her hand, it felt so good that it crowded out all the bad things. It felt better than anything had ever hurt... Holding Eleanor's hand was like holding a butterfly. Or a heartbeat. Like holding something complete, and completely alive."

I know you've been reading Eleanor and Park again, my love; hanging out with them before we make a story so much better. Today's the day we do that and I absolutely cannot believe it.

There are things that used to be a part of you and I that aren't so much anymore. I used to write to and about you all the time. You used to never put Eleanor & Park away. I used to be on top of the bank every night to talk to my mom, that's actually where I am right now writing this. I'm currently looking at the spot where you wrote "I love you A.P." and although I'm shocked it's still here, I couldn't be more glad.

After my mom died, as you know, I didn't think I would ever love another woman- no matter the type of love. And all these years later, Olivia, I still don't know how you managed to change that aspect of me.

I so wish my mom could be here to see the most beautiful woman in the world become my wife today. I know you tell me that she's always with me but I just wish she was physically here to tell me how proud she is of me for even knowing your name. 

I've never been this type of guy and I've never wanted to be. You awaken the deepest feelings I have and I'm constantly wanting to make you proud to have me. You've made me a better man, a man I'd actually love to know.

You've given me friendships that I would've never had if you wouldn't have opened me up and showed me that it's possible for people to care for me.

You're one of a kind, Liv. I truly cannot believe you're vowing to be mine forever. But no matter the circumstances, I'm forever yours.

Happy wedding day, my beautiful bride. I'll see you at the alter.

Love,
The Groom.

I wiped my tears that were falling down my cheek as I folded the paper back. I looked up and saw my bridal party standing in front of me, along with my mom and dad. How lucky was I to be so loved?

My dad stepped forward and walked towards me as I sat in the chair.

"Hey there, kiddo," He smiled at me as he rubbed my arm.

"Hi, dad," I smiled up at him, still wiping my tears.

"Glad they haven't done your makeup yet, aren't you?" He asked and I laughed at him.

"Yeah," I chuckled. "But I have a feeling I'm gonna be crying a lot today so the makeup doesn't really matter."

"Well, no matter what, you look beautiful," He leaned down and kissed my head, careful not to mess my hair up. I smiled and held his hand as my mom walked over to me with a huge grin plastered on her face.